From my Autobiography ~ 1996

[Tim J Brennan]

I like the early years—
the pinch and scrape and work.
The argue years. The limited success,
the messes on mess.

I care much less for that guy, a wild man—
a person who loved himself
a bit too much.

Mornings snapped like clean sheets. I rested
my head against your warm breasts—
last stars in an earthy sky.

All of my small gestures
are now stills.

[Tracy Mitchell]

Very nice picture, Tim.  Time goes backwards for a bit.  The reflections ring true.

T

[Colm Roe]

I like the early years—
the pinch and scrape and work.
The argue years. The limited success,
the messes on mess.

I care much less for that guy, a wild man—
a person who loved himself
a bit too much.

Mornings snapped like clean sheets. I rested
my head against your warm breasts—
last stars in an earthy sky.

All of my small gestures
are now stills.

Like it Tim.
Keep reading (and prefer) it as 'the messes en masse'. 
'Morning snapped' line is excellent, and the final line too; all your gestures either elevate or hold you precarious...I suppose they could both. 

 

[Mark]

All of my small gestures
are now stills.

Like this ending - the way the insignificant becomes more profound with the passage of time. Good piece of writing all round.

[Tim J Brennan]

Very nice picture, Tim.  Time goes backwards for a bit.  The reflections ring true.

T

Thank you, Tracy. Enjoy autumn. It's here.

[Tim J Brennan]

I like the early years—
the pinch and scrape and work.
The argue years. The limited success,
the messes on mess.

I care much less for that guy, a wild man—
a person who loved himself
a bit too much.

Mornings snapped like clean sheets. I rested
my head against your warm breasts—
last stars in an earthy sky.

All of my small gestures
are now stills.

Like it Tim.
Keep reading (and prefer) it as 'the messes en masse'. 
'Morning snapped' line is excellent, and the final line too; all your gestures either elevate or hold you precarious...I suppose they could both. 

 

Originally had the French, Colm, but thought it might be more "original" w/a play on it. Maybe. I like your predicament (elevate or precarious) approach. Thanks.

[Tim J Brennan]

All of my small gestures
are now stills.

Like this ending - the way the insignificant becomes more profound with the passage of time. Good piece of writing all round.

Thank you, Mark